Pleba Girls Party: It's all in the hips, you see.....

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the rockin edge said:
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i usually just ignore those posts :tongue:


Then ignore this post :lol:

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It's late when you arrive home, and you smile as you see he's fallen asleep in the chair waiting for you, book on his lap and head resting against the wall. You kiss his forehead softly, then gently and carefully remove his glasses, folding them up and setting them on a nearby table. His eyes open as you reach to take the book out of his lap, and he greets you with a sleepy smile. "Hello love."

You smile back and grab his hand to try to pull him out of the chair, but instead you manage to land in his lap. Chuckling, you return his hello and kiss him; when you attempt to stand back up his hands take a firmer grip on your hips, keeping you there. "No lass," he smirks at you, "I've a better idea." In a moment one of his arms slides under your legs, the other rising up your body to your waist, then he stands and carries you towards the bedroom.

"I've had the entire evening to plan what I wanted to do when you got home..."
 
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